My youngest turned one! Happy birthday Ernest 🐾🎂
We woke early and we had two presents for him…a beef wellington flavoured nyla bone and chameleon toy. His siblings stole both so I unearthed Mabels buried ox horn and he happily chewed on that. I was so relieved he was back to his normal bouncy happy self.
Mark and I went for a walk hoping to spot the black vultures but it was too cold and early for the thermals, so instead I went boldering trying to get on the high plateaus. Mark sat watching me, thinking I’m a fruit loop as I clambered about in an awkward fashion. I’m no agile rock climber, but it’s worth it for the views!
We then drove over to the famous Caminito del Rey. I’d read about the infamous Kings Way walk which is listed as one of the most dangerous walks. After a few people died, the authorities had to completely renovate the walk with safety rails so it’s no way near as bad now. Still with sheer drops and a gorge bridge, when we glimpsed it Mark declined…its not one for vertigo sufferers.
It was sold out so we walked a couple of trail paths with the pups, looked over the dam and then I took Ernest for a 2 mile hill training run…not fun!
Arriving back at the van, I realised my Fitbit had celebrated reaching my 2 mile goal early and it had logged as 1.99mile…which thus didn’t record for the 12 days running challenge 🙈 So off I went back out again!
Instead of hill training I thought I’d do a trail run along the start of the caminito trail. I’ve lost so much fitness but stopping and starting to walk on trees and take photos makes the run so much more enjoyable. Andalucia is so beautiful.
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